The "Hymn," docked in the harbor, has been decorated festively. Originally a large transport ship, it will temporarily become the venue for a wedding banquet today, and one of the cabins will serve as a temporary bridal suite.
For a princess, such a wedding ceremony could be described as simple and crude, but since the decision-making power was no longer with Daquan, she had no choice but to do so.
Officials from various countries who came to make great strides had gathered on the deck. Although the number of them was not large, they were all important figures. Soldiers were standing guard at the ship's railing.
The focus of this wedding was none other than the Hungarian official, Fan Lilun, who was about to become the groom.
At this moment, in the cabin that had been temporarily decorated as a "wedding room," Fan Lilun leaned against the bed, rubbing his swollen belly while chatting with Mai Lirui from the Kingdom of Sa Ri and Mo Li from the Kingdom of Sheng Lu.
“I caught a glimpse of her last time I stayed at the Prince Qing’s residence in Jinling…” Fan Lilun’s face was flushed, his small, beady eyes narrowed into slits. He licked his lips and continued:
"It's so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful."
"The moment I saw her, I knew I had to have this woman!"
Molly, tall and thin, sat upright in his chair and smiled upon hearing this:
"The Prince's mansion we went to together, how come I don't recognize it? You didn't sneak out to look at it at night, did you?"
"You, hahaha."
With his legs crossed, Mai Lirui chimed in, "Back then you could only see it once, but afterwards you can see it every day."
"However... after you bring her back to the country, you'll have to have a good talk with your wife."
Upon hearing this, Fan Lilun looked troubled: "Yes, I'm also bothered by this matter."
He stretched out his palm and, counting his round, silkworm-like fingers, said, "Although I only have one wife, she has a bad temper. Besides her, I also have four mistresses."
"With her, there are six now."
“I need to buy another mansion. She’s a dried-up person, so it wouldn’t be very convenient for her to come to my country. I’ll just keep her as a caged bird and keep her in the mansion.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Molly burst into laughter: "How amazing! I only have one wife, and no one else, but even so, I often feel exhausted dealing with just her."
"Can your body handle it?" He looked at Fan Lilun with a mischievous expression.
Fan Lilun sat up in bed, patted his chest, and said, "No problem at all!"
Mai Lirui smiled and shook his head: "Everyone is enthusiastic about new things, but after a while, they will naturally lose their sense of novelty."
Molly nodded in agreement and began to speak:
"However, one should still exercise restraint, especially on a wedding night, when one is facing such a beautiful and charming woman."
Fan Lilun shook his head and laughed:
“Jin Jianzhong once taught me a proverb about 'driing people,' which I found very interesting.”
"It's called 'To die beneath the peony is to be romantic even as a ghost.'"
"Hahahaha!" He slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.
The quick-witted Ma Lirui immediately understood what it meant, and thus simply smiled without saying a word.
Molly, however, looked puzzled and asked, "What does this mean?"
Fan Lilun pointed to his belly and explained with a smile:
"That means the happiest thing for a man is to die on a woman's belly! Even if he dies, it's worth it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Molly burst into laughter.
"Interesting! Interesting!"
"But you must be careful not to die because of a woman. I think dying at the hands of a woman is an extremely shameful thing."
Fan Lilun was also laughing, a hearty and unrestrained laugh. He leaned back on the bed and continued:
"Of course not, it's just a common saying."
"Who would really die from a woman? Even if she's the most beautiful woman, to me she's just a mistress, hahaha."
Mai Lirui said calmly, "But speaking of which, I've also heard Jin Jianzhong mention that his sister is indeed a beauty. You're in luck this time."
Fan Lilun glanced at Mai Lirui, then sat up, leaned forward, and chuckled softly:
"Sir Merriman...how about...after tonight, I'll let..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mai Lirui waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm not interested."
"I only care about national affairs that are far more important than this."
His expression turned serious, and he continued, "This land is now divided into two countries."
"Qin Ze calls himself the ruler, and calls himself the True Martial Emperor. He occupies most of the land and calls it the Yan Kingdom. This man is ambitious and ruthless. In addition, he seems to be very xenophobic."
"This is really not a good thing for us."
Morley also stopped smiling and said seriously, "That's right. Judging from Qin Ze's consistent behavior, he is extremely tyrannical. I think it would be very difficult to even have a conversation with him."
"Although the people of Nanze are weaker than those of Qinze, they are easy to control. They want to restore their country, and we can use them to enter this land."
"As long as we use their names to support them into a puppet regime, we can gradually take over the land occupied by Qin Ze in the future."
Fan Lilun said in a deep voice, "But we'll need more troops."
"Our fleet should be arriving soon."
"From now on, we just need to fight our way through!"
Mai Lirui shook his head, his expression slightly grave: "No, this shouldn't work."
"When the Japanese invaded the East China Sea, I received news that they were repelled. This is enough to show that the people of this land can unleash a strong will to resist at critical moments."
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